“Summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people. For those few months, you’re not required to be who everyone thinks you are, and that cut-grass smell in the air and the chance to dive into the deep end of a pool give you a courage you don’t have the rest of the year. You can be grateful and easy, with no eyes on you, and no past. Summer just opens the door and lets you out.”
~Deb Caletti, Honey, Baby, Sweetheart

As I write this, it’s an overcast day which has muted summer’s typical glory here in the PNW. Despite that, my clothes hang on the line, soaking up the fresh air; dragonflies hover and dip, trading places with the hummingbird at the feeder in my backyard. Bees groom my various flowers — fat bumblebees bringing the lavender pods down low, honey bees flying drunkenly from echinacea to bee balm to phlox — a subtle chorus of life weaving in and out of the near constant birdsong.

Looking ahead: I will not be updating in September as I will be spending the month in glorious, gorgeous, Italy. In recompense, however, I promise to provide a double helping of items in October.